In a small town outside Bakerland.
Crane, who had put on dry and clean clothes, placed the soaked bills one by one on the surface of the table, waiting for them to dry naturally in the warm room.
During this process, he moved cautiously and very gentlely, and even the sneeze and cough caused by colds and fevers were forcibly suppressed.
To ensure there were no mistakes, he did not control the fire and bake it himself.
After doing all this, he walked to the corner of the hotel room where a full-length mirror was placed.
Klein's black hair in the mirror is neatly combed, with dark brown eyes, and a thin and angular face.
He had gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and no beard at his mouth. He looked young and experienced.
This is Zhou Mingrui's appearance based on the characteristics of the ethnic group in the North Mainland, and he looked energetic when he was in college and had not been fattened by society.
He planned to wait a little while before going to calm down, and then go back to Beckland to get a legal identity for his current appearance. Compared with when he left Tingen, he does not lack corresponding channels now, such as Ian in the Brave Bar, such as Miss Sharon's circle, and Detective Isinger Stanton.
I miss Ah... Klein whispered, busy rituals in the room where the curtains had long been drawn, ready to bring the wriggling hunger into the fog and do foolproof research.
In the quiet and uninhabited ancient palace, he appeared at the top of the long bronze table, holding a thin glove made of human skin, leaning back against the back of the chair.
Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and extended his spirituality into the object that needed sealing.
He immediately felt the hunger of the glove. It seemed as if it had a stomach bag that could never be filled, but it was so gentle on the gray fog that it did not dare to flow out a trace of malice, as if it was lying there, not daring to move.
Then, Klein heard unwilling cry and painful moans.
The twisted, ferocious, wailing transparent faces immediately highlighted in his inspiration, filled with sadness and madness that people can't bear to witness.
These faces are deeply integrated with the extraordinary characteristics of different colors, different states and different manifestations. Wherever Klein's spirituality spreads, it can be combined with the corresponding face and use the abilities it possesses.
Is this how to use it?Klein tried again and again, combined with divination, roughly figured out what five souls are there in Grazing.
One is a faceless person, but only has the ability to change his appearance and figure;
The second is a psychologist. He can put the target into a state of frenzy, make certain psychological hints, simulate dragon power, shock individuals and groups, and create chaos;
The third is the interrogator, who can make the wearer of gloves proficient in the use of various weapons, become a blasting expert, and have the ability to gather spirits and pierce the target spirit;
Fourth, nightmare, only one ability, is to drag people into dreams silently, but unlike the corresponding extraordinary person, this is mainly accomplished by squirming hunger, so the wearer can still move his body after entering the nightmare state;
Fifth, the Priest of Light can produce halo effects and purify the dead and filthy creatures within a certain range. At the same time, he also has a singing voice of the praiser to enhance himself and his companions, and can summon the divine light that is weaker than Yang Yan.
The limit is five souls, and they can use the ability to use when they first grazed... This is not something you can decide, it depends purely on luck. Maybe there are three, maybe only one... Klein nodded thoughtfully, sighed, and said to those painful souls:
No matter what kind of person you were before, I will gradually free you from the shackles and get a complete relief.
And the soul I grazed in the future will only come from people with deep sin and unforgivable sin. Every time I kill such an extraordinary person, I will let one of you be replaced and liberated, regardless of whether his power is needed by me.
His solemn but gentle voice echoed in the ancient palace, and the wailing pained souls quieted down, no longer so distorted and ferocious.
Huh... Klein breathed, opened his eyes, tapped the edge of the ancient long table with his fingers, and said silently:
The ability of that "faceless man" overlaps with me and is completely worthless. When there is a replacement, I will release him first. Well, at that time, I can try to communicate with him and talk to him. Maybe I can get the news of the high sequence of the "Divider" pathway and clues about where the mermaids are... No, don't wait for a replacement. In a few days, the cold will be cured and the state will be restored, and you can try it...
The corresponding soul of the ‘Prince of Light’ should be able to complete the recipe I obtained before, and he will also leave corresponding extraordinary characteristics. In this way, the little ‘Sun’ doesn’t have to worry about subsequent promotions. Well, he will be the second one to be liberated...
As for every use, I have to feed the "squirming hunger" with a human soul and flesh, I don't need to worry about it. I will definitely not use it normally. When I need it, I will face a terrible enemy. In such a battle, there will definitely be no shortage of life that can be harvested. Even if I don't, I can throw "squirming hunger" onto the gray fog. I don't have to worry about it backfire, and I won't hurt innocent people. The worst result is that I can no longer use it...
Withdrawing his mind, Klein tried to use the magical object of Crazy Hunger to divine the Shepherd potion formula, but in the end he only reaped the failed results.
He did not divine the source of hunger, and was worried that he would attract bad existences.
Although there are gray fog partitions and blocks, he is not afraid of endangering himself, but in that case, the wriggling hunger may be damaged.
Only when you no longer need it, consider making corresponding attempts... Klein leaned forward, supporting his elbows on the tabletop.
He quickly recalled what happened before and noticed a detail:
After the ‘Master Key’ was destroyed, the extraordinary characteristics did not disappear, but became light particles, working hard to aggregate...
It can be predicted that the ultimately formed 'apprentice' characteristic no longer originates from Mr. Men's shout.
In other words, in this way, the spiritual pollution within extraordinary characteristics can be removed!
But the problem is that under normal circumstances, it is impossible to destroy the extraordinary characteristics of solidified into objects. At that time, it was relied on a ritual that could allow the true god to come, and the prerequisites required included a large number of innocent lives...
Moreover, once the "Eye of All Black" is shattered, the spiritual pollution hidden in it will inevitably erupt. Who can bear it?Do it above the fog?
With a lot of thoughts, Klein remembered the possible experience in the East District and hurriedly showed paper and pen to do corresponding divination.
After receiving the revelation, he lost his expression and slowly leaned back against the back of the chair.
Below him, the boundless gray fog floated quietly and unchanged.
……
Audrey stood by the window, watching the fog intersecting yellow and iron black quickly dissipate, and watching the heavy rain that did not belong to winter fell, and her mood became much calmer.
After a while, she and Susie finally waited until Earl Hall returned home.
Dad, how are you doing?Audrey asked with concern.
Earl Hall gave the coat and hat to the waiter while showing a gentle smile:
It was solved, but the specific process is not clear. My little princess, you have really helped this time. You deserve a ton of medals!
That's good, that's good... Thanks to Mr. Fool, reminder, thanks to His followers' risk investigation... Our Tarot will once again prevent the arrival of the evil gods and save the world again!
Audrey's heart was filled with pride.
Earl Hall took the towel from the maid's hand, wiped his face, and sighed:
But this time, it still caused serious casualties, and the smog in Beckland can become so fatal... Although the statistics have not yet been released, I estimate that more than 10,000 people have died in the East District, dock area and factory area, and the plague is still spreading. You should try not to go out recently.
More than 10,000 people?This is a number that Audrey can understand but unimaginable. Only during the National Day and the float parade every year can she see thousands of people gather together.
However, this did not prevent her from feeling heavy in her heart and her mood suddenly became depressed.
……
Daisy stood outside the apartment, watching the doctors and nurses wearing white coats and big masks enter inside and carry out the bodies.
She had already known the result, her expression was numb and her eyes were empty, and she subconsciously approached the door.
At this time, the police officer in charge of the cordon stopped her:
Don't go there, do you want to get infected with the plague?
Daisy stopped there, watching the two bodies being carried out, watching mother Liv holding her sister Freia tightly, watching them being carried to a delivery carriage surrounded by black cloth, temporarily requisitioned, and watching them disappear before her eyes with white cloth covering them.
The carriage drove slowly towards the other end of the street.
At this time, Daisy seemed to wake up from a dream. She turned around, ran quickly, and chased the carriage.
The ground after the rain was extremely muddy. She fell down several times and got up several times, making her body covered with stains.
However, she still couldn't catch up with the carriage and watched it disappear around the corner.
Daisy slowed down, her body shaking slightly, and her expression was extremely dull.
She held onto the trees beside the street and watched the carriage leave.
Suddenly, she became soft and a crying sound came out of her throat:
Mother……
Fleia...
The sound was thin, low, sharp and weak, wandering endlessly.
At this moment, in the East District, in the docks, and in the factory, tens of thousands of people were also crying and crying.
……
Queens, Sodrak Palace.
Wearing a crown, with a firm face, and two beards, George III sat on the imperial throne, looking at the palace count in front of him, and silent for a long time.
Your Majesty, the people from the three major churches are outside waiting for your explanation.The palace count asked in sweat on his forehead.
explain?Prince Edsack was tempted by the witch, colluded with the cult, and tried to rebel, and that's the explanation!His conspiracy was exposed and he had already committed suicide. What else do they need to explain!George III suddenly became furious.
He took a breath and returned to his usual seriousness:
You tell them that no matter how you get the corresponding title, you can get seats in the House of Lords, the property restrictions on elections will be relaxed, and invalid constituencies will be cleared, which is a plea for those factory owners and bankers.
Similarly, the Air Pollution Inquiry Commission will immediately conclude that the relevant bill will be passed soon, and the minimum security and working hours will also be presented in the form of law recently!
The Poor Relief Act will be reformed as they require... Allowing the three major churches to send personnel into the military!
Your Majesty... The Earl of the Palace was shocked.
Such concessions were beyond his imagination, especially the last one.
George III was furious again:
Just tell them like that!Since they want a new order, I will give them a new order!
Yes, Your Majesty.The Earl of the Palace dared not say anything else and withdrew from the palace.
George III sat there, not moving for a long time, like a stone statue.
I don't know how long it took, but his expression suddenly softened.
Crane, who had put on dry and clean clothes, placed the soaked bills one by one on the surface of the table, waiting for them to dry naturally in the warm room.
During this process, he moved cautiously and very gentlely, and even the sneeze and cough caused by colds and fevers were forcibly suppressed.
To ensure there were no mistakes, he did not control the fire and bake it himself.
After doing all this, he walked to the corner of the hotel room where a full-length mirror was placed.
Klein's black hair in the mirror is neatly combed, with dark brown eyes, and a thin and angular face.
He had gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and no beard at his mouth. He looked young and experienced.
This is Zhou Mingrui's appearance based on the characteristics of the ethnic group in the North Mainland, and he looked energetic when he was in college and had not been fattened by society.
He planned to wait a little while before going to calm down, and then go back to Beckland to get a legal identity for his current appearance. Compared with when he left Tingen, he does not lack corresponding channels now, such as Ian in the Brave Bar, such as Miss Sharon's circle, and Detective Isinger Stanton.
I miss Ah... Klein whispered, busy rituals in the room where the curtains had long been drawn, ready to bring the wriggling hunger into the fog and do foolproof research.
In the quiet and uninhabited ancient palace, he appeared at the top of the long bronze table, holding a thin glove made of human skin, leaning back against the back of the chair.
Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and extended his spirituality into the object that needed sealing.
He immediately felt the hunger of the glove. It seemed as if it had a stomach bag that could never be filled, but it was so gentle on the gray fog that it did not dare to flow out a trace of malice, as if it was lying there, not daring to move.
Then, Klein heard unwilling cry and painful moans.
The twisted, ferocious, wailing transparent faces immediately highlighted in his inspiration, filled with sadness and madness that people can't bear to witness.
These faces are deeply integrated with the extraordinary characteristics of different colors, different states and different manifestations. Wherever Klein's spirituality spreads, it can be combined with the corresponding face and use the abilities it possesses.
Is this how to use it?Klein tried again and again, combined with divination, roughly figured out what five souls are there in Grazing.
One is a faceless person, but only has the ability to change his appearance and figure;
The second is a psychologist. He can put the target into a state of frenzy, make certain psychological hints, simulate dragon power, shock individuals and groups, and create chaos;
The third is the interrogator, who can make the wearer of gloves proficient in the use of various weapons, become a blasting expert, and have the ability to gather spirits and pierce the target spirit;
Fourth, nightmare, only one ability, is to drag people into dreams silently, but unlike the corresponding extraordinary person, this is mainly accomplished by squirming hunger, so the wearer can still move his body after entering the nightmare state;
Fifth, the Priest of Light can produce halo effects and purify the dead and filthy creatures within a certain range. At the same time, he also has a singing voice of the praiser to enhance himself and his companions, and can summon the divine light that is weaker than Yang Yan.
The limit is five souls, and they can use the ability to use when they first grazed... This is not something you can decide, it depends purely on luck. Maybe there are three, maybe only one... Klein nodded thoughtfully, sighed, and said to those painful souls:
No matter what kind of person you were before, I will gradually free you from the shackles and get a complete relief.
And the soul I grazed in the future will only come from people with deep sin and unforgivable sin. Every time I kill such an extraordinary person, I will let one of you be replaced and liberated, regardless of whether his power is needed by me.
His solemn but gentle voice echoed in the ancient palace, and the wailing pained souls quieted down, no longer so distorted and ferocious.
Huh... Klein breathed, opened his eyes, tapped the edge of the ancient long table with his fingers, and said silently:
The ability of that "faceless man" overlaps with me and is completely worthless. When there is a replacement, I will release him first. Well, at that time, I can try to communicate with him and talk to him. Maybe I can get the news of the high sequence of the "Divider" pathway and clues about where the mermaids are... No, don't wait for a replacement. In a few days, the cold will be cured and the state will be restored, and you can try it...
The corresponding soul of the ‘Prince of Light’ should be able to complete the recipe I obtained before, and he will also leave corresponding extraordinary characteristics. In this way, the little ‘Sun’ doesn’t have to worry about subsequent promotions. Well, he will be the second one to be liberated...
As for every use, I have to feed the "squirming hunger" with a human soul and flesh, I don't need to worry about it. I will definitely not use it normally. When I need it, I will face a terrible enemy. In such a battle, there will definitely be no shortage of life that can be harvested. Even if I don't, I can throw "squirming hunger" onto the gray fog. I don't have to worry about it backfire, and I won't hurt innocent people. The worst result is that I can no longer use it...
Withdrawing his mind, Klein tried to use the magical object of Crazy Hunger to divine the Shepherd potion formula, but in the end he only reaped the failed results.
He did not divine the source of hunger, and was worried that he would attract bad existences.
Although there are gray fog partitions and blocks, he is not afraid of endangering himself, but in that case, the wriggling hunger may be damaged.
Only when you no longer need it, consider making corresponding attempts... Klein leaned forward, supporting his elbows on the tabletop.
He quickly recalled what happened before and noticed a detail:
After the ‘Master Key’ was destroyed, the extraordinary characteristics did not disappear, but became light particles, working hard to aggregate...
It can be predicted that the ultimately formed 'apprentice' characteristic no longer originates from Mr. Men's shout.
In other words, in this way, the spiritual pollution within extraordinary characteristics can be removed!
But the problem is that under normal circumstances, it is impossible to destroy the extraordinary characteristics of solidified into objects. At that time, it was relied on a ritual that could allow the true god to come, and the prerequisites required included a large number of innocent lives...
Moreover, once the "Eye of All Black" is shattered, the spiritual pollution hidden in it will inevitably erupt. Who can bear it?Do it above the fog?
With a lot of thoughts, Klein remembered the possible experience in the East District and hurriedly showed paper and pen to do corresponding divination.
After receiving the revelation, he lost his expression and slowly leaned back against the back of the chair.
Below him, the boundless gray fog floated quietly and unchanged.
……
Audrey stood by the window, watching the fog intersecting yellow and iron black quickly dissipate, and watching the heavy rain that did not belong to winter fell, and her mood became much calmer.
After a while, she and Susie finally waited until Earl Hall returned home.
Dad, how are you doing?Audrey asked with concern.
Earl Hall gave the coat and hat to the waiter while showing a gentle smile:
It was solved, but the specific process is not clear. My little princess, you have really helped this time. You deserve a ton of medals!
That's good, that's good... Thanks to Mr. Fool, reminder, thanks to His followers' risk investigation... Our Tarot will once again prevent the arrival of the evil gods and save the world again!
Audrey's heart was filled with pride.
Earl Hall took the towel from the maid's hand, wiped his face, and sighed:
But this time, it still caused serious casualties, and the smog in Beckland can become so fatal... Although the statistics have not yet been released, I estimate that more than 10,000 people have died in the East District, dock area and factory area, and the plague is still spreading. You should try not to go out recently.
More than 10,000 people?This is a number that Audrey can understand but unimaginable. Only during the National Day and the float parade every year can she see thousands of people gather together.
However, this did not prevent her from feeling heavy in her heart and her mood suddenly became depressed.
……
Daisy stood outside the apartment, watching the doctors and nurses wearing white coats and big masks enter inside and carry out the bodies.
She had already known the result, her expression was numb and her eyes were empty, and she subconsciously approached the door.
At this time, the police officer in charge of the cordon stopped her:
Don't go there, do you want to get infected with the plague?
Daisy stopped there, watching the two bodies being carried out, watching mother Liv holding her sister Freia tightly, watching them being carried to a delivery carriage surrounded by black cloth, temporarily requisitioned, and watching them disappear before her eyes with white cloth covering them.
The carriage drove slowly towards the other end of the street.
At this time, Daisy seemed to wake up from a dream. She turned around, ran quickly, and chased the carriage.
The ground after the rain was extremely muddy. She fell down several times and got up several times, making her body covered with stains.
However, she still couldn't catch up with the carriage and watched it disappear around the corner.
Daisy slowed down, her body shaking slightly, and her expression was extremely dull.
She held onto the trees beside the street and watched the carriage leave.
Suddenly, she became soft and a crying sound came out of her throat:
Mother……
Fleia...
The sound was thin, low, sharp and weak, wandering endlessly.
At this moment, in the East District, in the docks, and in the factory, tens of thousands of people were also crying and crying.
……
Queens, Sodrak Palace.
Wearing a crown, with a firm face, and two beards, George III sat on the imperial throne, looking at the palace count in front of him, and silent for a long time.
Your Majesty, the people from the three major churches are outside waiting for your explanation.The palace count asked in sweat on his forehead.
explain?Prince Edsack was tempted by the witch, colluded with the cult, and tried to rebel, and that's the explanation!His conspiracy was exposed and he had already committed suicide. What else do they need to explain!George III suddenly became furious.
He took a breath and returned to his usual seriousness:
You tell them that no matter how you get the corresponding title, you can get seats in the House of Lords, the property restrictions on elections will be relaxed, and invalid constituencies will be cleared, which is a plea for those factory owners and bankers.
Similarly, the Air Pollution Inquiry Commission will immediately conclude that the relevant bill will be passed soon, and the minimum security and working hours will also be presented in the form of law recently!
The Poor Relief Act will be reformed as they require... Allowing the three major churches to send personnel into the military!
Your Majesty... The Earl of the Palace was shocked.
Such concessions were beyond his imagination, especially the last one.
George III was furious again:
Just tell them like that!Since they want a new order, I will give them a new order!
Yes, Your Majesty.The Earl of the Palace dared not say anything else and withdrew from the palace.
George III sat there, not moving for a long time, like a stone statue.
I don't know how long it took, but his expression suddenly softened.
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